Written by James von Lenz
Recorded by Ahren Buchheister
Vocals & Guitar: James von Lenz
Guitar and Backup Vocals: Ahren Buchheister
Bass and Backup Vocals: Miles Gannett
Drums: Jason Baker
Lyrics
Angel Wings
Son, you'll meet some women and they may seem heaven sent
A few months down the line you'll wonder where their halos went
They'll whisper to you softly, so gentle and so sweet
But they'll leave you bruised and broken down and bleeding in the street
When they shed their angel wings, you'll really know them then
God ain't sending sweethearts down, he closed the gates of Heaven
You can hope and pray in vain, see what tomorrow brings
And rue the wasted hours when they shed their angel wings
You know you're not the first man to be fooled by pretty eyes
The sun can up and blind you while you're staring at the sky
The fairytales they fed you may have brought you to this place
Nobody's ever ready when the angels fall from grace
When they shed their angel wings, you'll really know them then
God ain't sending sweethearts down, he closed the gates of Heaven
You can hope and pray in vain, see what tomorrow brings
And rue the wasted hours when they shed their angel wings
Son, I've been where you are, I've seen a thing or two
Had me a little lady, got her name as a tattoo
Went dancing by the fire, drank wine in Central Park
She made off with my money, mailed me pieces of my heart
When they shed their angel wings, you'll really know them then
God ain't sending sweethearts down, he closed the gates of Heaven
You can hope and pray in vain, see what tomorrow brings
And rue the wasted hours when they shed their angel wings
When they shed their angel wings